Today is the first Sunday of Advent, the start of a season that’s become a bit of a barometer of my mood every year. There have been years when I was energized and engaged, turning the weeks before Christmas into an art project or two, often using the prompts made by @adventword. And there are other years when I felt the exact opposite: drained, dejected, and disengaged.
This year feels different in a new way. I’m somewhere in between. I’m busier than ever before, but I don’t want the same old rituals. Or maybe I want to engage with them differently. In years past, I would challenge myself to express myself through those Advent words; this morning, I spontaneously decided to just sound them out; to listen and inwardly digest them, with no need to say much more.
To just look and listen.
O Radiant Dawn,
Splendor of eternal Light
Sun of Justice:
Come, shine
on those who dwell in darkness
and the shadow of death.